By dreamwalker I liked how he remembered and talked about him. There was no drama. It just seemed he wanted to cuddle him for the last time before letting him go. And he wanted to remember him, dedicating to him a music: The Dance of the Blessed Spirits.
So flute, harp and orchestra began to play this delightful harmony. And in the end, an applause full of love started.
What a beautiful thing for this soul, that perhaps he may begin his journey in this so cuddly way.
it seemed a sweet Oh-Be-Ahn.